Chapter 32: The Sword Dance of Killing

"Your Majesty, look!"

A group of ministers surrounded Yang Huang and came to the city wall. The probe probed and looked down at the city.

The phalanxes under the city, neatly arranged and separated from each other, the 130,000-strong army, that is, the thirteen phalanxes, together surrounded a group of dejected, lifeless, and chaotic prisoners of war outside the city.

The number of people is more than 10,000, boundless. At this moment, there are a total of 150,000 people under the city, even if they stand on the south extension of the imperial capital, which is comparable to the high wall of Xiongguan, as far as the eye can see, it is also a vast area, crowded with people, like a vast ocean.

The armor with a cold sheen, the cold light refracted by the blade, illuminated the eyes of the people, as if a large mirror was placed underneath.

"General Luo, please keep your people in order in the city, and recently entered a state of martial law in wartime. Otherwise, I'm afraid that someone will fish in troubled waters and create trouble. ”

Fang Wei didn't care about everything below, anyway, no matter how bold he Yao Jin was, his eyes were empty, and he was just messing around. This is Nanyan, the imperial capital, but not his battlefield!

So compared to Yao Jin, compared to everything that may happen under the city, Fang Wei is more concerned about the situation in the city, Xu Liguo has been in the country for more than 400 years, when did the imperial capital Nanyan face this situation? The soldiers are approaching the city, hunting with flags, and the drums of war are continuous, Fang Wei is afraid that someone will take this opportunity to take advantage of the chaos.

"What does Zuo Xiang-sama think?"

General Luo didn't pay attention to Fang Wei, but instead asked Qin Xiu's opinion. But originally he was on the left side, which is understandable.

"Go ahead, the city does need to be regulated."

Qin Xiu, who had been paying attention to the city, had no time to deal with it at all, so he waved his hand casually and asked General Luo to do what he said. Besides, what Fang Wei said is also reasonable, the city does need to be controlled.

"Ben will retire."

General Luo held his sword and clenched his fist at Qin Xiu, and then walked quickly out of the city tower.

"Quack~"

Seeing this scene, Yang Huang's teeth were gritted to death, and the hands hanging beside him clenched tightly, gritting his teeth and looking at the city.

"Let's go!"

"Woo~"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The horn sounded, the war drums sounded, and the brave seemed to be aroused by the blood in their hearts, especially those military attachΓ©s, who seemed to want to let out a long howl, but they took into account that the prince was on one side.

The wise man did not react, like an ancient well, undisturbed. For example, Qin Xiu, Fang Wei and the others looked at the vast sea of people under the city, listening to the beating of war drums in their ears, their eyes were calm, as if nothing had happened.

But more are mediocre people, in the face of this iron-blooded scene, they are afraid of the tail, and they dare not look at it directly. For example, Yang Huang, who was still gritting his teeth a moment ago, was already frightened at this moment, looking at the army under the city that should belong to him, his body trembled slightly.

A young man in his early twenties, dressed in a red Zhu Luan Teng dancing fish scale armor, rode a blue-maned horse and walked out of the opening of the military formation. In his hand, he held a dark red double-edged steel spear, and there were blood grooves on both sides of the blade. It looks cold, and it's really a big killer.

"The southern smelting country does not know the number of days, does not know the mandate of heaven, uses swords in vain, raises unrighteous divisions, and commits my Daxu century-old foundation. Now, in the favor of heaven, we will defeat such unrighteous people. Especially before the 400-year-old imperial capital of Daxu, to the sky! To Your Majesty! To all the kings! To me, the people of Xu! Give a gift! ”

"What gift?"

"How can I know?"

"Don't you see that Lord Zuo doesn't seem to know?"

Everyone looked at it, although Qin Xiu was still indifferent, there was still a trace of doubt on his face, it was obvious that as he said before, he really didn't know what this gift was.

"Now, me! There will be a dance for you, the Sword Dance of Killing! ”

"Snort~"

After saying that, Yao Jin waved his spear, and a touch of blood red appeared. The body of the spear was stained with blood, and the human head flew into the air before falling to the ground.

"Whoever kills a man is free! Whoever kills two people, will enjoy one acre of cultivated land and one or two silver tattoos! The more you kill, the more you get! Whoever kills ten people will be the military uncle in the army! Whoever kills fifty people will be appointed lieutenant in the army! Whoever kills a hundred people will be appointed as a lieutenant colonel and lieutenant! ”

Yao entered the tip of the spear, pointed to the head of the person on the ground and said: "Take this head as the boundary, and the one who goes out of the realm will be killed!"

After speaking, Yao Jin pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and walked towards the military formation.

"Of course, you can also try to resist. My army of 130,000 is here, waiting for you! ”

After entering the military formation, Yao Jin looked at the prisoners of war who had not moved for a long time, and said contemptuously.

"Hah!"

Accompanied by Yao Jin's words, the 130,000 army shouted in unison, like a tsunami from the mountains. Above the castle tower, many people couldn't help but cover their ears.

The military formation has changed, and 30,000 iron horsemen on both sides form a front and arrow formation. The three-meter-long cavalry spear in his hand, held tightly, could launch a deadly charge at any time.

The infantry phalanx, the front row is a large shield of human height, and there is a mottled tiger on the shield surface. Between the shields were hideous spears, and the cold edge was daring.

The archers in the back row, holding a longbow in one hand and an arrow in the other. Once these POWs really want to resist, then all that awaits them is a merciless rain of arrows.

And these prisoners of war only have an iron sword, which was handed over to them not long ago, and they don't even have battle armor, if they resist, the result will only be the annihilation of the whole army, and they will die a miserable death!

"Sacrifice to the world, kill the sword dance, begin!"

"Kill~!"

Whether they want to, or not, they can only kill at the moment! Only by killing others, only by killing to the end, can they live, or even live well!

A strong prisoner of war, in the first place, kills a person. snatched his weapon, armed with two sharp swords, parried with one hand and killed with the other.

His brilliance quickly attracted a lot of attention.

"Stupid guy, if you don't have a war horse to expose your strength so early, you're looking for death!"

Yao Jin sat on a chariot with an orange in his hand, eating it while discussing the senseless killing with several generals beside him.

"I think that kid is good, like a loach, very slippery!"

A general on Yao Jin's left pointed to the side of the battlefield and said.

"I think that's pretty good."

Another general chimed in.

"I was really told by the general, that guy is dead!"

Everyone saw that the prisoner of war holding two swords was pierced into his abdomen by three or four sharp swords at this moment, and beside him, nearly ten people had fallen.

"This ...... This...... Wow~"

Yang Huang looked at the scene under the city, and his legs were weak at the moment. He has been clothed and fed since he was a child, and he has seen such a scene there, when even if he vomits a lot, even the bitter bile water is about to vomit out.

Yang Huang was the first to take the lead, and many of the other ministers couldn't help it and vomited, and for a while, the city tower was full of peculiar smells.

"Someone! Don't hurry up and help Your Majesty and all your lords down! ”

Qin Xiu covered his nose and commanded left and right. Although the smell is strong, it can't hide his joy at the moment, this Xu Guo will be his from today onwards!

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